Zerg: Seduction! A brutal and insane female Zerg dotes on me.

Today, apart from nobles and a few ministers from the cabinet, most of the insects present were Knox's confidants and supporters. Even so, he was extra careful. After expressing his apologies, he asked to speak privately again, clearly having something to say.

Yan Kai looked towards Yalta, and the other person happened to be looking over as well. He smiled and tilted his head slightly, indicating that he didn't care.

Yalta kneaded the male insect's fingertips without making a sound.

It is true that Morbis is the leader of the Zerg, but for thousands of years, the tribes have kept each other in check and restraint.

Knox is of noble status, but as the King of the North, he also wields real power. This old fellow is full of scheming and will not easily break off relations.

"Your Majesty the Insect King is the main character today, and it would be inappropriate for you to leave without permission."

Knox was in no mood for maneuvering and spoke bluntly: "Yalta, I am not your enemy."

"But they're not my friends either."

Upon hearing this, Knox felt a surge of anger for some reason. He clenched his fist and suppressed his rage, saying, "Yalta, you are now the lord of a tribe. You really should change this arrogant personality. There are some things I shouldn't be saying, but you know better than I do what the situation is in Longkoda. Do you really think you can protect an S-class male insect?"

Yalta lowered his gaze slightly and asked in a low voice, "What do you mean?"

Knox might have felt a little guilty towards Yan Kai, but he had no conflict of interest with the female insect. He glared at him sharply and said forcefully, "Come with me. Don't make me say it a third time."

Yalta hesitated for a moment with a dark expression, but finally pulled Yan Kai along to follow. He dared not be careless when it came to the male insect.

When Knox turned to face the guests, he immediately put on his gentle and harmless face again, exchanging polite greetings all the way, and finally led them through the swarm of insects to the private room on the second floor.

The door had barely closed when Yalta couldn't help but press, "Knox, explain yourself."

The male insect seemed not to hear, casually unfastening the cloak from his shoulders and tossing it onto the sofa beside him. He turned around, shedding his disguise, revealing an indescribable ferocity between his brows. His amber eyes narrowed slightly as he stared at Yalta, coldly curling the corners of his lips: "What, are you getting anxious now?"

Yalta was now on the defensive and could only warn fiercely, "Knox, I'm not a patient worm. Don't try anything funny!"

Knox was completely unfazed by the female insect's anger and casually said, "To be honest, if it weren't for Alya, I wouldn't care whether you live or die."

Yalta frowned, increasingly unable to understand his words: "What exactly are you trying to say?"

Knox remained calm and composed, but his words carried a hint of disdain: "Young insect, do you think the massacre of male insects will be forgotten because of their grave sins? Don't be naive. There is no true equality on this planet. Male dominance and female servants are an unchangeable reality."

Yalta, puzzled by his sudden revelation, looked at him warily: "I have ample reason to put them on trial."

Knox scoffed, "What reason? Based on the mistakes they made? Male insects have been supported for millennia. Even if they committed heinous crimes, it's not something a single female insect like you can control in terms of life and death!"

"Why not? Are those female insects just supposed to die? Are they just unlucky and blame themselves for being born into the wrong family as poor female insects?"

Knox, as if struck by a sudden thought, exploded in his mind and shouted at the top of his lungs, "You have a thousand ways to make them wish they were dead, yet you chose the most foolish one!"

"But it's also the most enjoyable kind."

"Is it acceptable to disregard the greater good and drag the entire clan to their deaths for a moment of pleasure?"

“Knox, we are not that fragile. This is the first step in the rebirth of Lonkoda and the first step in the resistance of the female insects. Even if we are killed because of this, I will never regret this trial. They deserve to die!”

Knox, at his wit's end: "They deserve to die! But what you're doing is lynching!"

Yalta calmed down at this moment: "Knox, the tribal covenant has a clear provision that foreign tribes may not interfere in internal affairs."

Knox was furious. The stubbornness of the uncle and nephew was exactly the same. His hands, which were placed beside his legs, trembled slightly.

"The Male Insect Protection Law also stipulates that if a male insect is found guilty, it must be reported and publicly tried!"

"Ridiculous! If diplomats were truly useful, how could so many female insects have died unjustly? According to the laws of Morbis, those male insects would have been killed a hundred times over, and you have no right to convict me!"

“I may not have the authority, but have you considered how you would respond if other tribes used this as a pretext to attack Longkoda?”

"If you want war, then let's fight! There isn't a single coward in the far north!"

Knox was furious when he heard Yalta and Alya say that they were almost identical. Birds of a feather flock together!

He admitted that he was filled with resentment and anger because of Arya's lack of understanding and avoidance, and at the same time he felt sad that he had ended up losing both money and people after more than ten years of hard work.

"Back then, you were all alone and fearless, willing to cut off all your escape routes. But what about now? Ask yourself honestly, if this had happened after you met Yan Kai, would you still have done the same?"

Is it this hard to be a male these days?

Every wife they find is more insane than the last!

Yalta immediately wanted to retort, but all the words stuck in his throat.

He hesitated.

It wasn't because of the trial, nor because of fear of death, but because she couldn't bear to part with the male insect...

Yan Kai gave Knox a cold glance, his gaze carrying a strong warning.

His gaze then fell on the suddenly silent female insect, and he gripped her hand tightly, saying seriously, "Yalta, you are not wrong."

He was a witness to that trial. At first, he didn't know what those insects had done wrong to deserve such torture. Later, wanting to understand the female insects, he asked about the whole story. He didn't tell the full picture, but the number of victims alone was enough to explain everything.

Yan Kai didn't have much sympathy; an uprising of hundreds of thousands of people must have meant they had been driven to desperation.

He hasn't experienced those hardships, so he's not qualified to judge right or wrong.

Knox was so angry at Yan Kai's support for Yalta that he felt like vomiting blood: "What are you going to do if he dies?"

Yan Kai had no idea what Yalta was up to, and he was quite annoyed by the questioning tone. He didn't want to answer any questions, but then he noticed that Yalta was also staring straight at him.

I hesitated for a moment, but given the sensitive and suspicious nature of female insects, I felt it was necessary to answer.

"If he really dies, then stay by his grave until the end of your life."

If he dares to find someone else, I'm afraid the female insect will be haunted even in the underworld.